Slightly Obsessed #168 "White-out" by Pamela Thorson on 2017-01-11 08:25:41
“Your Word is a lamp to my feet
And a light to my path.” – Psalm 119:105
The sky hung heavy and gray the day my daughter and I drove the long river road to town for her piano lesson. But our valley rarely even sees snow most winters, so I didn’t worry too much about the weather. The highway was dry and clear on the drive into town. As we finished our chores and prepared to drive back home, a few fat snowflakes danced around us in the growing dusk.
Nothing to worry about. We’d be home soon enough.
The pretty little whirls of flakes soon grew to a flurry. I straightened a bit in the driver’s seat and watched the road more carefully.
Nothing to worry about. We’d be home soon enough.
The flurry grew heavier until it blanketed the highway, obliterating the painted lines. A few miles from home, the storm had become a white-out in the dark. I couldn’t see the road or even the guardrails.
Now I was worried. I clutched the steering wheel and peered into the blowing snow. Where was I? Was I still on my side of the road? To make things worse, a car followed slowly behind me, trusting me to blaze the trail. Together we inched along the highway, the blind leading the blind through a holocaust of white.
My nerves got the best of me, and I began to cry. I had already been praying as we fought to stay on the road. Then I saw a distant light that had to be from a neighbor’s house, and it occurred to me that I could “read” the road by watching the house lights. Because we live in the country, the neighbors are sparse, so I knew whose house was supposed to come up next.
One by one, I found the lights belonging to each house along the highway as we came upon it. I still didn’t know if I was on the right side, left side, middle, or shoulder of the road, but with no other cars coming, it didn’t really matter.
We finally made it home that night, not so much because we knew the way, but because we were led by the lights.
Has a flurry of trials covered your path with an avalanche of heartache? Have you lost your way? Look for the Light. God’s Word will illuminate the way for you, give you the landmarks and boundaries to guide you through the worst of storms, and lead you safely home.
Don’t despair, even in the storm. You’re going to make it.
About Pamela Thorson:
Pamela Thorson is a licensed practical nurse, author, and full-time caregiver. She pioneered in the homeschooling movement from 1982-2006 and authored her first book, Song in the Night, in 2008. Her second book, Out from the Shadows: 31 Devotions for the Weary Caregiver, released in 2014. She resides in the Northwest with her family.
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